Winner
Winner
If I win the lottery,
it would be because “He” wanted me to do so.
It would only take one ticket.
Okay then… if I play, and if I win…
But wait…
I am a winner.
I have food on the table and plenty to eat.
I have shelter, a roof for myself and my kids.
I have enough, of everything that is truly “needed”.
There is even bounty, beyond my cup…
more than I need.
Which HE has given…
allowing me…
to share…
His grace, His kindness.
He has shown me…
what it is to be loved,
that I might share it as well.
That is winning…
that can not be measured,
in a ticket,
a promise of something…
I already have,
and share as often as I can.
Thankful and humble…
Amen.
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